User blog comment:Llamao/A Disappearing Act/@comment-3474228-20110819023307

The bellringer spots the squirrel from the belltower. He waves quickly and then runs down to the Great Hall, entering a council meeting of elders. "Redwood's here! She's walkin' down the path!" An old mouse looks at him. "Well? What're you waiting for? Open the gates!" The bellringer, a young squirrel, opens the gates for the Abbey's friend. "Welcome, Redwood!"